PUFF PAPER
How do we say, men who lost their lives without oceans
lot of advice even from the paper puff but still are ignorant as a bleating goat.
Many have fallen before there eyes but is that warning enough,
do they even remember if they have a life to save for the future.
If the puff paper has given its best warning, then what else should tongues say.
And when tears start driving down the faces, if not there last hope, would I bear or fear my life?
No I won't, for every one man shall bear his own load.
Paper puff won't fear nor tear nor even stop being puffed by the market.
You, only you and fellow family will bear the pain or loss, for I have nothing to lose.
Paper puff will puff it puffers too one day, they never stop warning
they never stop advertising
puffers never stop dying
yet the puff never stops earning.
SMOKING NEVER CHILLS
IT FOREVER KILLS FROM WITHIN.
K.OLWENS
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